"Let's go over and have a look."

Ning Qi smiled.

Maybe it was because everyone was seriously injured by the Dark Demon Dragon King together, and they had a comrade-like relationship. Anyone who had extra healing pills would give each other healing pills. After their injuries were almost healed, they got up and walked towards the forest.

the other side.

After seeing the barrier, Hua Wushang's face showed joy, but he was also a little afraid of the same collision as last time, so he slowed down.

"Die!"

Fang Jing suddenly appeared behind him and hit Hua Wushang on the back. Hua Wushang was sent flying into the barrier by her palm.

Instead of hitting the wall as expected, I successfully passed through the barrier and returned to the outside.

"Damn it! It's just a little bit worse!" Fang Jing showed a trace of anger on her face.

A group of old monsters gathered outside the barrier. When they suddenly saw Hua Wushang, their faces showed a hint of joy. Meng Qingling stepped forward and asked, "What's going on inside? Someone is chasing you?"

Hua Wushang spat out a mouthful of blood, with a sad smile on his face, and said: "It is the three people of the Fang family who are chasing me. Elder Meng, you have to make the decision for me."

Meng Qingling glanced at Fang Shengnan, sneered, and said: "Now that you have come out, no one will dare to do anything again. What is going on inside, please tell me one by one."

At this time, Fang Jing and the others also walked out of the barrier. She glanced at Hua Wushang coldly, then stood behind Fang Shengnan and whispered: "Elder, this disciple is not doing well, please punish me."

Seeing the expressions of the three of them, Fang Shengnan knew that she might not gain much this time, but as usual, she still searched for the Qiankun Rings of the three of them.

Sure enough, there was nothing left except a few dragon bones.

Others also walked out of the barrier one after another. The old monsters looked at the disciples of their family expectantly. When they found out that they didn't even get a hair, their faces looked as ugly as if they had eaten shit.

"Who got the contents inside?"

Fang Shengnan said coldly.

At this time, everyone has stood behind their ancestors again, with clear distinctions.

After hearing Fang Shengnan's words, countless eyes immediately fell on Hua Wushang.

A smile appeared on Meng Qingling's lips: "What did you get from it?"

Hua Wushang glanced at everyone proudly, and then said to Meng Qingling: "Report to Elder Meng that I took back all the things on the altar, but I didn't have time to look at them, so I asked Elder Meng to take a look."

After saying that, he took out the Qiankun Ring and poured out the things one by one.

There are swords, guns, small porcelain bottles, and some armors. Adding in the large and small, there should be about seventy or eighty pieces.

"The ancient fighting weapon and the ancient elixir!?"

"There is a Zhenyan Pill in it!"

This is what the old monsters, except Meng Qingling and Fang Shengnan, attach most importance to.

Meng Qingling opened one of the porcelain bottles, her face changed slightly, there was nothing inside, and then she opened the second porcelain bottle, but there was still nothing.

"There's nothing in here, you can see for yourself."

Meng Qingling said.

A trace of disbelief flashed in Hua Wushang's eyes, and he checked it himself. Sure enough, after looking through all twenty porcelain bottles, there was not a single elixir in them.

"Fortunately, there are still these ancient fighting weapons. They should be able to exchange for a lot of spiritual crystals."

Hua Wushang was a little happy.

Fang Shengnan's lips curled up with a trace of ridicule: "The porcelain bottle is empty, these fighting utensils can't be fake, right?"

"How can the fighting weapon in Dragon Cemetery be fake?"

Hua Wushang snorted coldly in his heart.

Then he looked at Meng Qingling expectantly, waiting for her to come and make an appraisal of these ancient fighting tools.

Meng Qingling stretched out her hand to grab it, and a knife fell steadily into her hand. There was a hint of fighting spirit in her palm. As soon as it entered the blade, it shattered into powder.

Hua Wushang was stunned and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He quickly picked up a handful and tested it. As long as the fighting spirit entered his body, it would turn into powder.

This phenomenon is normal.

When the bucket is not properly maintained and washed over time, it will not be able to withstand the infusion of fighting spirit, and such a bucket is no different from garbage.

"Hahaha, it looks like he picked up a bunch of garbage and came back!"

Fang Jing couldn't help but let out a laugh.

Her eldest and second brothers laughed in agreement, looking at Hua Wushang with a trace of pity. He was chased several times for these fighting tools, and was almost seriously injured. But it turned out that these were just

Trash, not even as good as an ordinary weapon!

When all the ancient fighting weapons were turned into powder, Meng Qingling's face showed a trace of anger. It didn't matter if she didn't gain anything, but Fang Shengnan's mocking expression made her extremely angry.

"It seems that this trip was in vain."

An old monster sighed lightly.

Meng Qingling glanced at all the Yunqi Sect disciples and frowned: "There are still some people who haven't come out. Are they dead or not?"

"Uh..." There was a hint of embarrassment on everyone's faces.

Could it be that they were cowardly and ran away first, while those who were bolder attacked the Dark Dragon King fearlessly, only to be seriously injured?

"Tell me what's going on."

Meng Qingling looked at Hua Wushang coldly.

Hua Wushang was still immersed in grief. When Meng Qingling looked at him like this, he felt cold all over. He quickly reacted, rolled his eyes and said: "That's it, Elder Meng, we are here in this dragon

I encountered a seventh-level dragon soul in the cemetery, and those who haven't come out yet must have been injured by it."

"Seventh level dragon soul? How did you get out?"

Fang Shengnan said coldly.

"As a disciple of Yunqizong, it's not your turn to ask."

Meng Qingling glanced at Fang Shengnan and said to Hua Wushang, "Continue."

Hua Wushang whispered: "Later we discovered that the barrier was sealed by this dragon soul and could not get out. Then we planned to fight against the seventh-order dragon soul, but suddenly a master appeared and directly killed the seventh-order dragon soul.

The soul was killed."

"What? Who can kill the seventh-level dragon soul!?"

The faces of all the old monsters showed surprise.

They have already tested that no being above Dou Wang can enter the Dragon Cemetery, so who can kill the seventh-level dragon soul equivalent to Dou Zong!?

"We don't know either. He appeared suddenly and then disappeared suddenly. But there is one person who knows. Elder, you can ask him carefully."

Hua Wushang said.

"who!"

"It's Ning Qi."

Hua Wushang whispered.

"he?"

Meng Qingling frowned slightly.

"This matter must be asked clearly. If there is really a Dou Zong who can enter this dragon cemetery, then it is normal for you, an outer disciple of Yunqi Zong, to get these garbage. I am afraid that the good things will have been taken away by him long ago.

Already."

An old monster sneered.

"But how does he get in? We are all guarding here, let alone Douzong and Dou Sheng, don't even try to hide it from our eyes."

"Maybe, there is another entrance and exit."

"It makes sense."

"Let's wait until they come out and ask clearly."
Chapter completed!